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He was at my entrance and pushing inside before I could draw my next breath.
And he was big.
So big.
But he knew how to work his cock, and pulled out before it got even remotely uncomfortable.
I looked down to see where we were connected, and nearly came right then and there when I saw the way I was stretched so fully around him.
The length of his cock was a scary looking purple, and my pink lips looked downright obscene the way they were stretching to accommodate him. Honestly, if I wasn’t feeling it live and in person, I would’ve thought that it looked painful.
It wasn’t.
It felt delicious, and when Bayou went to push forward a second time, he got another inch inside of me before he was forced to pull back.
Over and over this went until I felt him come to a stop.
But his cock wasn’t all the way buried inside of me, and I couldn’t help but feel disappointed.
I wanted him all.
I wanted to know that I’d taken him all.
“More,” I breathed, looking up.
When I did, it was to find his eyes directly on mine. He’d been staring at my face while I’d been staring at us.
I didn’t know which was hotter.
“Why’d you stop?” I asked.
“Because you were holding your breath,” he answered instantly. “And I wanted you to look at me when I sank in to the hilt.”
I swallowed the extra saliva that was pooling in my mouth.
His hands went from my hips to my thighs, and he pushed them open wide.
“Hold them there,” he ordered. “Ready?”
I nodded my head once.
He pulled back, and I nearly growled.
He caught my aggravation and bared his teeth. “Gotta take it slow, Fancy. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I loved it when he called me Fancy.
But him calling me Fancy when he was inside of me? Yeah, that was so hot that I knew I’d want to experience it over and over again.
And then he thrust forward, this time without any easing, and my eyes flared wide.
The roughness of the act, paired with the suddenness of feeling so full that I could barely draw a breath, was enough to send the air straight from my lungs.
But my eyes stayed open and fixed on his the entire time.
“Good?” He came to a stop, his pubic bone pressed up against the slick skin of my sex.
“Yes,” I answered. “Full. So full. But I’m good.”
The grin that tilted up the corner of his mouth caused my heart to pound hard.
Then he started to fuck me, slow and steady at first, causing me to moan in delight.
He felt great inside of me.
If there was ever any doubt that sex was a good thing, every doubt was now obliterated.
Sex was amazing. But only because of the man I was currently having it with.
He felt so good inside of me.
The way his cock head was rubbing me so deliciously. The way his pubic hair would rasp against my clit. The way he stretched me to the point of almost-pain.
Everything was all so good. But paired together with the man that was currently making my body sing? It was more than I could’ve ever asked for.
I leaned back on the counter, my hands planting themselves near the wall, and I froze. At this new angle, his cock shuttling in and out of my pussy felt different. Way different. Better.
I wasn’t aware it could get better, but with the angle he was now pumping inside of me, he was able to hit that place inside of me that I thought was only a myth. Apparently, it wasn’t a myth. It was real. And oh God, I was about to come.
A sudden, explosive knowing started down deep in my belly, a sense of something big about to take me over.
My eyes closed, and Bayou’s hands on my hips tightened to the point that I knew I’d have bruises in the morning. Did I care? Hell no. I actually liked the idea of having bruises. I liked the idea even more that I’d be able to see them and know exactly how they got there.
That feeling that something big was coming was now something huge. It was building and building to the point where I was nearly overwhelmed.
“Let go, for Christ’s sake,” Bayou growled.
My eyes flew open, and I saw him then, face tight. His jaw was clenched, and the cords of his neck were more pronounced as he tried to hold on for me.
Seeing him on the brink but holding on for me? That was all it took.
I exploded, albeit silently.
My head fell back in a silent scream, and the breath rushed out of my lungs as an orgasm to end all orgasms took me over.
Tiny sparks of pleasure started to tingle all over my body. Every stroke he continued to fill me with prolonged that pleasure until it was almost too much.
